scarwolve Poetry (54)

halls that burst to flame,
the metal heating itself up,
the crys echo down, the burning stairs,
with the overhanging smoke lingering above.

the windows cracked and theres people inside,
3 males and 3 women, huddled stuck, to one room
inside there scared and can feel the heat,
they start to perspire in a unnatural fit.

they see a accessable window for just one person
a skinny male of 18 could fit through, they smash
the glass as it sprinkles onto the heated floor
the man picks him up and helps him through,
suddenly, as though time was slowing down
the ceiling was creaking and seemed to weaken.

the young man got out, but did not run away,
he looked back and saw there scared faces,
as there impending doom was near, they huddled
back together, wishing they were somewhere else,
pretending to form a invisable barrier
against the halls of flame.

in the nick of time the sirens could be heard,
sirens that threatens the fire, like a
rival wolf secureing its terrortory,
the young man gets down and runs towards the light
he stops to look back at what was once his shelter

the men drag out a hose of power and might,
they attack the fire with there might,
drowning the heat of the flames with there might,
they broke inside with there sharpened axe,
and masterfully they climb the chared stairs.

the battle rages, as the fire wishes not to give up,
standing like a battle to the last man, they get to the door,
which the heat has now has dimmed to a fraction of its power,
the men hurryingly get inside they knock the door
down with ease, but within a slow breath they see
what they have most feared.

the fire stole there lifes, it took there chance in life,
but bravely, did the men fought against the flames,
to atleast obtain its spread of power, but the battle was lost
and so where the people, who were stuck inside.

The friendships i have gained
i will remember for life,
for the moments i remember
can always come to light.

Trust in me for whom i am,
for i seek nothing but love
as i do not need a foe, i seek
whats best for those in need
to give clarity of what you need.

The company, the laughter, is
what we all need in our mortal life,
for friendship is what helps bond
our limited life.

sharing your dreams sharing your time,
can be gained within the bonds of friendship
within the time.

my love to you is divine
my love to you is my shrine
the love i possess for you
would burst the river banks
of which i pump for you

the softness of your skin
the smoothness of your voice
makes me feel lighter apon my feet
for the love i possess for you
is my shrine

the love pumps through my veins
and shows through my eyes
i may be hard to read at times
but look deeper into my eyes
and the sign is looking back at you

the love i have cannot be written
but i done the best for that i can
i love you alot more than words
could ever make out the sign
for love is my shrine

i go back to the earliest time
to a time i can still picture
your hair shines under the glare
of the sun breaking through the leafs

i can remember my first glimpse
remember my first kiss with you
i can remember the first time
when i told you how i felt

it took some time for me
to get to know you
but every second of being
with you is worth it
as i stare into your eyes
i can see the person whom you are

you make me feel good
i hope i do the same for you
as time has gone by fast
and theres not a second that goes
by that i dont think of you

i love your embrace
i love your smile
theres no one on this planet
that can compare to you
and your sweet embrace

Spouting seed comes to life
within the ruined hall of death,
the falling rocks and bits of gravel
heaped together within its boundary.

The seed steadily grows
within these halls of death,
but can shed a whole new life
to a place that was void of life.

possible they say that a sign is seen
a sign to which it shows that even
in the darkest places that you find
a miracle of life can be bestowed
on a lifeless hall of death

for two weeks have passed
it has fully grown to a impressive sight
the cracks have shown and the light has won
in its might you can see the flowering effect
that has on show within the halls
perfume of its flower lingers on

but so enclosed it is, it shall live
forgotten rooted in the loose rocks
while the jaws of death remain
for the time dormant, but ready to strike
when the time is right.

time i searched and searched
for the contribution i want to make
for all my life i struggled to find it
for today i think ive found what i searched for

the outdoors the tall trees
i imagine myself immersed among
the collection of green leaves
imagineing the falling leaves
with the droplets of water
touching my feet

i found the work of forester
although ive no experiance
i feel the urge to go
to try set my life plan
on that worthy goal

my love for you is real
my feelings are there
for which i do love to share

the thought of you
swells up inside me
bursting its banks
pouring all over everywhere

i feel my skin prickle
i feel my hair stand up
the shock of seeing you
makes me feel light apon my feet

the smell of your fragrance
the colours of your eye entice
the very emotions i have inside

for in which i shared
for ever so long
and still i share
and will forever do so
so you wont forget im here

frozen by a droplet
frozen in time
a fly stuck in amber
isn't aware of the time

A streak of light
reflects off the amber,
giving off the elegant colour
beholding the frozen fly,
that is stuck in amber.

For years and years
it stays preserved,
time is endless as i
have observed.

sitting on the shelf
it does not stir,
stuck in its droplet
it will never stir.

sense of hope can be found
within the folds of paper
wrapped tightly around a box
and a pinned pink bow on top

under the tree you will find
these parcels of gifts bunched up
under the sparkleing lights of the tree
waiting for the midnight call of laughter

the day awakens its time to unwrap
the sound of ripeing has engulfed the house
the hope of happyness has come to light
under the sparkleing lights.

is it time to share my thoughts
or should i keep it inside
sitting in a dark room
and i wonder why

sitting in my room trying to decide
what should i do for my life
why is making these decisions
take so long to decide on what to do with my life

do i have to follow what people want me to be
or do i can i follow my own path
but why is it to hard for others to accept
what i like to choose deep inside

why is it hard to keep my jealousy at bay
to bury it deep and hold on to it tight
to act all happy but its burning inside
should i let it all out in floods
or should i keep it buried inside

from a seedling to a plant
from a kitten to a cat
life comes in all forms
to which has its own function

seems life comes in all forms
shapes and sizes to suit its enviroment
and to suits its needs to help them
hunt for food and keep themselves safe

how much life will be left within
one hundred years will we be lacking
life on earth or will it thrive
will it stand for the test of time

watching all forms of life grow
and to die can really make us open our eyes
to see what we are damaging to see what we could miss
are we to late to help or do we still have enough
time to save whats here to experiance

INTRODUCTION

we set up camp on a small wooded hill
were we found a little ruins of a church
with a fast flowing stream tickling down the hill
like a snake finding its way through the long grass

the leafs littered the ground and with no ceiling
on the ruined church the rocks and soil was rather damp
when darkness fell the magical night had happened
and here is the poetic story of my camping night

UNDER THE GLOW OF THE FIRE

Under the cover of darkness
under the twinkling stars of the sky
we gathered around the camp fire
to give us warmth and light

I gazed into your diamond like green eyes
sparkling by the flickering of flames
do i see the glowing embrace of your
lush red hair stalking down your face

How i notice you concentrate on the
vibes of the music of the guitar
retuning it to clearly speak
of whats on your mind

the glow from the fire
reflects the paleness of
your light soft skin and
the ever loving smile
you have within

many days i have longed
for a night like this
to be within your company
just to hold your hand
and to listen to you sing

I placed my arms around you
and we slowly lean forward
for our lips to match together
under the twinkling stars
do we wait for dawn to break

we sit there alone with just
the two of us but to be in your
everlasting embrace is the momment
i will always treasure